“Just put the book in the incinerator, Emma,” Fiona coos in her ear. “Let it burn and accept that these delusions are bad for you and for Henry.”
“No, no, dear, you know this is what you need to do. If you do this, I’ll put in a good word with the proper authorities to ensure you stay in Henry’s life. I’ll even let him come to visit you more often. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
Emma looks down at the book, tears blurring her vision. “All I want is my family,” she whispers raggedly.